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-Kayla
8:25 pm. 5 minutes to go. Oh my god. Haymitch and I have rushed down to where the ceremony is. Everyone followed suit as well. Except Cinna, he stayed behind to pack my things, and change himself. But everyone is here now. Effie bid me ado with tears in her eyes and went to take her seat. I can see everything from my window near the exit. The body guard was useful at keeping me unseen to the public. I see the cameras, Peeta's family, Gale's family but no Gale, President Snow, and no Peeta. Cinna kisses my cheek and disappeared to his seat. Alright, 1 minute. Just 1. Oh my god.
The director listens to her earpiece. She leaves the room but stands right outside the shut door. "Ok we are live. Peeta is walking out," she whispers into a tiny microphone attached to the same wire as her earpiece. I look out onto the sunset lit area, and see him walking. His hair is gelled back into his usual formal style, and he wears a black tuxedo with a white dress shirt, and a black vest and tie. The cufflinks on his sleeves are golden, and I could see a very tiny intricate design of my mockingjay pin on them. His blue eyes radiated and he wore a giant triumphant smile. He walked down the white cloth aisle covering the soft green grass. There was a sudden flash in my room; I look over to see a male photographer. "Sorry Miss Everdeen! I didn't mean to frighten you! That was just a beautiful moment I had to capture it".
I looked over to Haymitch to see if it was ok for him to see me. Haymitch subtly nodded his approval. I looked back to the photographer and smiled. "I can't wait to see it." He smiled happily. Outside my room I could hear the director whisper, "Ok cue music. Now sending the best man and the flower girl." I look back out my window to see Gale holding little Posy with his left hand holding a basket in his right hand leaning down for her to throw the light orange flower pedals onto the aisle. She enjoys this too, throwing the tiny pedals out of the basket. I look up into the crowd and see the guests with a look of awe at how adorable she is. I catch a glimpse of Gale's face, his eyes are slightly swollen but it's not obvious or even recognizable unless you know him very personally. But he has a smile plastered on his face to make people think he's happy for his best friend, the bride, not miserable because she's marry another man.
My sister has walked up to stand next to me as if she can sense my stress. She takes my right hand into her left and holds it there trying to soothe me. My mother walks over too. She wraps her arms carefully around my neck. "You are beautiful, Katniss. And I'm so happy for you." Her voice was shaking with tears, but she didn't let them fall, "And your dad would be too. " The director sticks her head into my waiting room. "Ok Mrs. Everdeen it's time." My mother says, "I love you", and walks to the door. The director whispered, "Mother of the bride is walking out." The doors open and I see my mom walking out onto the aisle clinching her bouquet. "I love you Katniss," Prim says hugging me. "I love you too." The director opens the door and waved to Prim. "It's time Katniss," Prim says to me. She walks out of my room and the door is closed behind her. Now it's me and Haymitch alone in my room, waiting. "Sending the maid of honor," the director whispers. I look back out the window and see my sister gracefully walking down the aisle. The guest can't keep their eyes off her. I see mouths of some of them whispering, "Beautiful".
"Are you ready sweetheart?" I look back to Haymitch who is offering me his arm to hold. "Definitely, just…," I'm losing my breath. Suddenly feeling intense stage fright I take a firm hold on his arm, "Please…don't let me fall." "Couldn't if I tried Sweetheart." "Ok Katniss. Your up," said the director. "Alright cue the wedding march", she listened for a second in her earpiece. "Calm down sweetheart." I realize I'm shaking extremely hard. Haymitch puts his right hand over my right arm, as if to calm me. "Just look at Peeta." I swallow hard and not. "Ok the bride is walking. Open the doors." In unison the two young boys open the door to reveal me to all of Panem, including Peeta.
Haymitch slowly escorts me down the aisle. When I step into complete sunlight everyone stands for me. Their eyes get wide at the site of me. Flashes from the photographers surround me. I slowly scan the crowd looking at all the faces. And then I see his. Peeta's eyes were wide, and he had a love drunk smile spread across his face. He looked me up and down very much enjoying what he seen. I stayed entranced with his blue eyes, and every step we took slowly brought me closer to him. At the point there isn't another person around for miles. It's just me and him.
The fear and nerves were gone; they were replaced by giddiness and love. A smile broke across my face. Just as triumphant as Peeta's. We now stood right in front of the altar and Peeta. Haymitch took my left hand and removed my engagement ring as Peeta stepped down from the altar. He handed it to Peeta who swiftly dropped it into his pocket. Then Haymitch handed my hand itself to Peeta, who had yet to tear his eyes away from me. Haymitch kissed my cheek and took his seat next to my mother. Peeta held my hand tight as if to keep me standing, while I still held my bouquet in my right hand.
"Today we have gathered to bear witness to the sacred union of marriage between Peeta Mellark and Katniss Everdeen." Peeta was slowly rubbing his thumb over the back of my hand. "Will you please, as an expression that your hearts are joined together in love, join both of your hands?" I reached back and handed Prim my bouquet and joined my right hand with Peeta's. "Peeta, do you take Katniss to be your wedded wife, to live together in marriage. Do you promise to love her, comfort her, honor and keep her for better or worse, for richer or poorer, in sickness and health and forsaking all others, be faithful only to her? As long as you both shall live?" Peeta lightly squeezed my hands and proudly replied, "I do." "Katniss, do you take Peeta to be your wedded husband to live together in marriage. Do you promise to love him, comfort him, honor and keep him for better or worse, for richer or poorer, in sickness and health and forsaking all others, be faithful only to him so long as you both shall live?" My breath has been taken from me, I know my answer but I have to restrain myself from shouting it. I breathe deeply then look up to Peeta. I can't keep my smile off my face, "I do." Peeta releases the deep breath he had been holding since my vows were said and smiles widely. "The rings". I turned to Cinna who walked over with Peeta's wedding band, as Peeta looks to his father who hands him my band. We break our grip on one hand to take our rings. I wouldn't dare let go of both of his hands, not now.
Once we had our rings the officiant looked at Peeta and told him to repeat after with him, while placing the ring on my finger. "With this ring I thee wed." He slid the tiny thin rose gold band down my finger. We alternate hands and I take hold of his left hand. I place the tiny band at the tip of his finger, and repeat what he has just said. "With this ring I thee wed." I slowly slid the rose gold band down his thick finger. We both look to the officiant who announces, "Ladies and gentlemen, I now present to you Mr. and Mrs. Peeta Mellark. Peeta you may now kiss your bride." Peeta looked down to me and slowly cupped his right hand around my face and his left around my waist. Then out of no where dipped me, and planted a passionate kiss on my lips. It's times like this that I'm so glad he's strong. The kiss he was giving me would have knocked me off my feet. They felt like jelly, even now. I placed my hands on either side of face. I vaguely heard applause but I was so wrapped into this passionate kiss that I didn't even care. To us we were in our own world. Peeta pulled away abruptly, making me pout about the too-short kiss. He looked deep into my eyes and whispered, "I love you, MRS. Mellark." And kissed me once more, before sitting me back up. The crowd loved Peeta's enthusiasm. I did too. We face the crowd who was still applauding for us. My mother had subtle tears running down her face, and so did Gale's mother. Prim handed me my bouquet before Peeta and I walked back down the aisle.
Once we were at the end the director stuck us into a room to be alone while they transferred the party to the reception area. Once the door was closed we hugged each other tight. "Oh, Peeta. I can't believe that we're married." I pulled him down to kiss me. It was much tamer than the first kiss we shared as husband and wife. Slowly I crept my fingers up to his tie and loosened it a little, keeping his where he was by tugging on it. I pulled away first. This is it, I can't wait until tonight. He's been waiting to hear these words for years, he deserves it. And I deserve to say it, out loud. Making it official to ears.
I pull his tie down and stand slightly on my toes to reach his ear. I whispered into his ear with my heart pounding, "This is the happiest day of my life Peeta," breathe Katniss. "Peeta, I-I love you." He stepped back as if he's lost his balance, and I heard his breath catch. His eyes gaped open, and I could see he was trembling. As he spoke he tried to keep his voice steady, "You-You love me? Katniss? You love me." I gave him a smile and pulled him back to me by his tie. "I do. I love you so much, Peeta." I pulled him in for a kiss and started to run my fingers across his shoulders. I pulled away and got very closer to his ear, and quietly whispered, "I have for a while now. But I wanted to tell you today." "Oh my god Katniss." He pulls my lips back to his and I feel a tear roll down his cheek. I pull away once more and wipe the tear away. "Peeta, I love you so much."
He attacked my lips with his and started to slowly back me up against the door. He reached over and locked it with his left hand. The sound of the lock clicking made me smile against his lips. He pushes against me harder but not to hurt me but to hold me in place. I was in this same position with Gale last night, and hated it. But with my husband this is amazing. I can feel him. What makes him a man against my stomach. He runs his hands down my arms and pulls my hands off his head and pushes them above my own head. Just enough pressure to keep them there. The pleasure he brought me with each swipe of his tongue was overwhelmingly wonderful. I moan against his lips. He pulled away with swollen lips and a smile. "Wow that sounded incredible. I'm so glad I can do this with my wife." He gave me one last kiss and pulled away. We spent the next few seconds straightening ourselves and he unlocked the door.
Within a minute of doing this there is a light tap on the door. Cinna comes in with a tiny makeup bag for touch ups. He sees my lips are slightly swollen, and my lipstick is a little smeared and smirks. "It's nice to see the new Mr. and Mrs. Peeta Mellark," he says with a teasing smile. He touches up my already minimal makeup. And pulls the veil from my hair, and restores it to a natural state. My mother comes in with Prim, both have tears threatening to fall from their eyes. Peeta's family came to visit too. I thanked his mother for the barrette and promised to have it back right after the wedding. Everyone is hugged in my new family as well as old. Effie and Haymitch joined shortly after everyone else had arrived. Both congratulating me and telling me how beautiful I look, and hugging us both. Effie had tears in her eyes, Haymitch didn't but you could hear emotion in his voice. "Are you ready for the reception? I'm so excited!" Effie shouted repeatedly.
Every one of our family, and friends left us to join the reception, except the director. But she was there to tell us our cues. "Oh here's your engagement ring. I definitely want people to know you're mine," he says with a smile as he hands me my ring. "You know," he says planting kisses all over me. "That name," kissing my hand where my wedding band is. "Mrs. Mellark," kissing my shoulder. "It has," kissing my neck, making me shiver. "A phenomenal ring to it," kissing my cheek. He looked me straight in the eyes, "Or better yet, Mrs. Katniss Mellark." Finally he was kissing my lips. He pulls away with a possessive smirk, "I could really get used to that." I smile at him, my husband. "Ok you two it's time to go!" I think the director was a little annoyed with our displays of affection, but truthfully I really didn't care. She escorted us out of our waiting area and down a hall. I can hear the party music playing as we walk closer. My palms are sweaty but Peeta holding my hand keeps it steady. She stops us at the door that obscures our vision of the party. "Ok on my cue," she whispered to us. We hear Caesar Flickerman announce, "Ladies and gentlemen the new Mr., and Mrs. Peeta Mellark!" The doors are opened and we walk into a bright beaming white light. Hand in hand.